Dear readers, I loves me some scifi romance. There's just something about alien races, space travel, and that kind of thing that takes me away like no other genre does. It's PNR on steroids. Which is one reason I think you guys will LOVE Katee Robert's Sanctify series. It takes elements you already love—like strong Alpha heroes and psychic abilities—and sends them out into the galaxy! As you can tell by my review from the original release of QUEEN OF SWORDS it's a combo that rocks. Check it out and be sure to watch for the next book in the series, THE HIGH PRIESTESS, releasing next month. -- Rhi
The Evarven caught sight of her and grinned. “Oy, man, look at her. No wonder you couldn’t keep it in your pants.”
Anger coiled its way through her stomach and up her throat, choking off the words she wanted to say. He’d told people about being with her? If the crew knew, then there was a decent chance the prince would know as well. She wasn’t ashamed of her choices, but telling people to pop off and mind their own business got old fast.
The man reached over, almost casually, and smacked the back of the Evarven’s head. “Do we have to talk about your mouth again, Gee?”
The Evarven didn’t look the least bit sorry. “Nah, Cap’n. I’ll do one last check before we space.” He ambled out of the hub as if he hadn’t a care in the world, leaving her alone with the object of her rage. In an effort to rein in her temper, Ophelia looked around. The deck itself wasn’t fancy by any means, just a hub with five seats on each wall and a deflector that protected the crew during jumps. On the other side of the room was a door leading to the cockpit. It took her all of five seconds to see everything there was to see. Then there was only him, pulling at her attention like some sort of freaky magnet.
He crossed his arms over his chest. “Took you long enough to find your way in here.”
So that was how it would be? Fine. She could play his game better than he could. It wasn’t like she remembered much of last night, after all. Ophelia arched a single eyebrow. “Yeah, well, I was getting a look around. Nice ship. A bit on the small side, but I suppose that’s a personal issue of yours. Being on the small side.”
He grinned and damn if it didn’t push him from being striking right over into heart-stopping. Who knew she’d find a sense of humor so sexy? Asshole. It would have been easier to ignore him if he were pretty. She didn’t know what to do with that rugged face and those too-pale eyes. “Get strapped in. We space in ten.”
She wasn’t going to ask. Damn it, she wouldn’t do it. But her mouth opened of its own accord. “Hey.”
“Yes?” There was a wealth of satisfaction in the single word. “What’s your name?” Something wounded flashed over his face, gone too quickly for her to make sense of it. She must have read it wrong because when he answered her, there wasn’t any emotion to be found. “Boone.”
Then he was gone, disappearing into the cockpit.
Boone. Her lips formed the word, but no sound came out. A scene flashed in her mind, Ophelia’s fingers gripping wide shoulders, her nails digging into skin broken with the unnatural smoothness of those damn scars.
Oh hells. She really had screamed his name.
Synopsis: When the cards tell Ophelia Leoni she's supposed to marry the Prince of Hansarda, the gunrunner grits her teeth and boards the starship that comes for her. It doesn't matter if the ship's commander is the gorgeous stranger she just spent a wild, drunken night with. As a Diviner, she’s painfully aware the cards don't lie. Ever.
Boone O’Keirna knows Ophelia is trouble the second he sees the way she moves. Not about to let the little hellcat marry his sadistic half-brother, Boone pretends to be the Prince’s emissary and kidnaps Ophelia. Too bad they can’t be in the same room without him wanting to throw her out an airlock–or into bed.
Even as they fight each other–and their explosive attraction–Ophelia and Boone sense something is wrong. Too much is going their way. Soon, they realize while the cards may never lie, the truth is sometimes hidden between them...and the future king of Hansarda is not one to take defeat lying down.
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Author Bio: Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa's knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back.
Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way--as it often does--and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she'd like to write a book and try to get published.
Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding speculative romance. Because, really, who wouldn't want to write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people?
She now spends her time--when not lost in Far Reach worlds--playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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